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Meeting Mother

Marc

The night was filled with listening to her moan, watching her shake and beg for more. There was nothing like Lisa Parks in the bedroom. She left him weak in the knees, his mind fragmented in the effort to outdo himself, the desire to brand her. The lust between them was still intense, demanding, delicious.

Marc rolled onto his side and tugged the covers down as she slept soundly with her back to him. He reached out to run his fingers down her spine as he took a shaky breath. It didn't help that she was gorgeous, far more woman than he deserved.

"Come closer and pull the covers up." She coughed and reached down to tug at the covers.

"Yes, ma'am. Anything else?" He moved up behind her, tucking his erection against the softness of her ass. Her alabaster skin was silky beneath his fingers as he traced her shoulder and ran his fingers down her arm.

"A cup of coffee would be heaven, but don't go yet. I like you there."

"That's because you're a naughty girl." He pressed his teeth agains
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